Getting Around in the Bygone Days

As we jump in the car for the quarter-mile trip to pick up bread and milk, it’s difficult to imagine the days prior to car and truck or even bicycles, but for many Morrisons Cove residents of the past, if a horse was not around it meant exercising the always available “shank’s mare.”

Ella Snowberger’s “Bygone Days in the Cove,” is replete with vignettes of people forced to make a trip to Johnstown or Altoona who had little choice but to rely on the good old shoe leather express.

She speaks of a man from Southern Cove who had a meeting with a lawyer in the flood city. He left during the midnigh...